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I wasn’t always a healer. Now I proudly wave that flag. Part of the healer within me lies in my numbers. 7 is the number of wisdom. Looking to the past and through flashes of brilliance paving the way … Continue reading →

The incredible shrinking woman cheats herself, and others by taking up less space in the world. Practiced at speaking too quickly, or not at all, mumbling, apologizing, even whispering. Playing it safe, because she is embarrassed to stand out, or ask for too … Continue reading →

I am here to be a truth teller, practicing the Art of Speaking my Truth. Most of us believe in speaking truthfully or at least sharing a version of our truth. As long as it doesn’t have teeth. As a little girl I spoke my … Continue reading →

What does it mean to be independent? We have all these unspoken rules of behavior, a sort of moral code that we navigate life with. Bound to behave in a certain way, like keeping other people happy and ignoring our … Continue reading →

Numbers – what do they have to do with names? As it turns out, everything. Every letter has an equivalent number that gives it meaning, the root being one of 9 numbers from 1 through 9. Each word adds up … Continue reading →

This is an exciting time we are living in. Where change is more than a word, it becomes part of our living legacy doing life as an adventure. With the freedom to be naked in the crosshairs. Choice is part … Continue reading →

New beginnings can make us want to curl up and hide. Or dance in the rain. I am curled up under the blankets. I want to dance in the downpour but I am too comfortable to move. Poised for change, … Continue reading →

2014. The new year has arrived. With Pomp and Circumstance, and the color purple. Plus dragging of feet and whispers. Finding freedom is not a job for the faint of heart. It takes digging into your soul, and in your … Continue reading →

Last weekend was a celebration. I attended at friends 50th birthday party and danced my booty off. In fact when I woke up on Sunday my body hurt for awhile, in a good way. Every color, creed and belief shared … Continue reading →

“If you have come to help me, you are wasting your time. But if you have come because your liberation is bound up with mine, then let us walk together…” Lilla Watson Australian Aborigine Reading these words touches a deep … Continue reading →